The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1887-09-06

caterer, and everything was ready.
The solos and duets; the declamations
and debates were all rehearsed with
great satisfaction, and all that we had
to do was to wait for Thursday even
ing
"sEAsoN HOP"
night.
At last it came, and it was Just such
an evening that We had hoped for.
The greatest of aesthetics Oscar Wilde
could not have wished for an evening
more suitable for his taste. The rays
Of luna were softly yet brightly beam
ing over our city and, although even
ing, the birds were sweetly singing
amidst the pleasant odors which arose
from the many flower gardens sur
rounding our club house, as one of
the girls said, sit was too lovely"
AT nine o'clock the visitors and our
selves had arrived at the ball room,
and were enjoying a most glorious
time. Time forbids any portrayal OF
the different costumes but | will say
that all of the girls looked lovely, and
each gentleman guest was at his best.
There were of our number sixteen
brunettes, and the remainder blondes.
Heretofore the blondes had taken the
lead with rubies, but on this occasion
they had to resign their leadership,
for the reason it had become fashion
able for
BRCNETTEs TO WEAR RUBIEs.
and rubies always lead in our society,
not excepting any jewel. Some of
our girls wore girdles of silver around
their waists, others pure white silk
rope. Attached to the bracelets of
Miss Josie Pumpkin was little gold
chain holding a miniature smelling
bottle. Each of the girls had their
hair dressed In the latest style, and
the variety of hair pins was something
grand, each being tied with bright
colored ribbon representing sailors
knots, Roman knots, Grecian knots,
Lovers knots, other knots, and why
nots.
We had a grand time but the real
fun didn't commence until after eleven
o'clock, at which time
THE FAN DRILL
was enacted by the entire club. Our
president, Miss Rosie Appleblossom,
being captain in command. The
brunettes used gold-mounted fans,
while those of the blondes were silver
mounted.
At the order "Open fans" We were
all in readiness for the drill. Then
came the other commands: "close
fans, ground FANS" "switch fans"
"curl FANS" and "shuffle FANS" dur
ing which time the exercise of the lit
tie modish machine was peculiarly
beautiful and attractive. At the
close of this drill at each "seasOn hop"
it was customary to be escorted to
supper and home with the gentleman
guest who would be so fortunate as to
receive your fan after it had been
thrown out in their midst. Every
girls fan was numbered so that no
mistake could possibly be made.
Well, to proceed with the drill.
There we were, thirty-five in number,
waiting for the last command and
just about twenty yards away from us
were at least fifty gay young men, all
as eager as ourselves for the last act.
Finally our captain took her place in
front of us, then came "raise fans"
quickly followed by
FIRE FANS"
and we fired them with great velocity
right into the midst of the young men.
After a few minutes of great noise and
busting, the fans were all secured
and the lucky ones marched off to
one side. Of course we didn't know
who had our own particular fan, and
oh, how our hearts did palpitate at
the thought that some of us getting
another ones beau. When all was
still our captain told the young men
that each fan was marked with a
number, and they should proceed to
select their partners. After lapse of
about fifteen minutes we, with our
gallants, were tripping lightly over
the floor to the music of an excellent
orchestra. / don't remember now
whether we waltzed or danced a
schottishe, but l do remember that
We moved over the floor pretty lively
and that had never met my partner
before. He HAD given me
his card, but I-goose-like-merely
glanced at it. / heard one of the girls
say, as she passed me, "There goes
Count de Laermo
DON HE LOOK SWEET"
and was so tickled that / didn't